I can't believd sometimes that I thought life was so hard when I was in high school. When Jess and I used to go into the office and have Care'N'Share w/ Schwenk, Zook, and Morales. Life seemed so difficult back then. Like I would never make it past another day. And to think that those three gals were the age that I am now at that time. It kind of makes me feel guitly. Because life is so much harder now. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm tired of prentending. I can't. Nothing is working. I'm sorry. I've tried to be strong for a very long time now, and part of it is completlely true, but another part of it is a complete lie. I'm lost. I'm tired of pretending either way.
If you're serious Schwenk, I would love to come out and spend a weekend with you. With or without Gabby. I remember when Jess told me how in a difficult part of your life, you went out to their house, and just "FELT". I need to do that so badly. I love you, Jess, but you and I both know that you don't let me feel however I am feeling. You want me to be happy, and I love you for that. But sometimes I feel like I just really need a hand on mine to say, "I know." And, "It's ok. You'll be fine But in the meantime go ahead and cry." I need that alot! Even though I don't like to admit it. That hand on my head, petting my hair, that says, "It's ok what you're feeling, I understand Get it out. I'll be here." No one can stop this pain, and I don't expect that. I just wish I had someone in my life that said it would be ok if I took pity on myself and just got it all out for once. But, fortunatley or unfortunatley, I have a lot people who love me, and just think I should be ok. And that's great, but right now, I'm really NOT ok. God! I'm actually really drunk. Sorry!
I would love to be able to get away, but not get away and pretend everything is ok. So, if you're really seious, Schwenk, I would love to come out and see you!
If you're serious Schwenk, I would love to come out and spend a weekend with you. With or without Gabby. I remember when Jess told me how in a difficult part of your life, you went out to their house, and just "FELT". I need to do that so badly. I love you, Jess, but you and I both know that you don't let me feel however I am feeling. You want me to be happy, and I love you for that. But sometimes I feel like I just really need a hand on mine to say, "I know." And, "It's ok. You'll be fine But in the meantime go ahead and cry." I need that alot! Even though I don't like to admit it. That hand on my head, petting my hair, that says, "It's ok what you're feeling, I understand Get it out. I'll be here." No one can stop this pain, and I don't expect that. I just wish I had someone in my life that said it would be ok if I took pity on myself and just got it all out for once. But, fortunatley or unfortunatley, I have a lot people who love me, and just think I should be ok. And that's great, but right now, I'm really NOT ok. God! I'm actually really drunk. Sorry!
I would love to be able to get away, but not get away and pretend everything is ok. So, if you're really seious, Schwenk, I would love to come out and see you!
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J